After the discussion was settled, a few people ate something at Lao Wang's place at random. It was almost night, the sun had completely sunk, and there was only a small flaming red cloud left in the western sky. The only little twilight left outside the window was still bright, and Zhuang Yichen looked downstairs, where the small lawn sandwiched between the two dormitory buildings had not yet been turned into cultivated land. Liu Jun's personal guards were there to begin their evening revelry.

On the grass was a large blanket, on which two dozen people sat in a large circle. Crates of beer are piled up, all kinds of biscuits, canned dried fruit snacks, as long as there are in the supermarket, and they can be stored until now, everything is available here. What's even more extravagant is that there is a barbecue stove in the middle, and seven or eight boxes of quick-frozen mutton from the prison cold storage are being cut into small pieces by several girls who are dressed in a leaky manner, and threaded onto the iron skewers of the barbecue.

The white plain hand turned lightly, the stove was red, but there was no open flame, and the tender and fatty mutton squeaked out big drops of golden grease under the fiery red anthracite scorching. The grease dripped in the barbecue oven, and instantly turned into a cluster of small flames in the high temperature, and the flame of the grease burning was pure and harmless, so that the roasted meat was fat but not greasy, the appearance was crispy, and the inside was indeed very tender. The meat is roasted until it is six or seven ripe, a little fine salt foam mixed with a large handful of chili cumin is gently sprinkled, and the aroma of the meat mixed with cumin quietly fills the choking smoke, tickling everyone's taste buds under this deep twilight.

The barbecue girl gently wiped the sweat from her forehead with the back of her hand, and then sent the barbecued meat to several men who were drinking and chatting. Several men immediately grabbed the meat skewers and feasted on them, and while eating the meat, they did not forget to reach out and rub a few handfuls on the girl's plump and straight ass. The girl laughed and cursed a few words, then continued to twist her waist back to the stove and continue to roast the meat.

What a pleasant party. On the small playground not far away, the guards with guns were escorting the coolies who had just finished their work back to the prison, one of the guards was still hungry at the moment, he sniffed hard, and kicked on a middle-aged woman who was walking slower in anger, the woman staggered, quickly stabilized her body, and did not dare to say a word and walked towards the prison quickly. Inside the prison, there are several large red plastic buckets in the aisles, which contain gruel with clear soup and little water, which is exactly what they have for dinner. The last thing that was needed in the camps was food, but it was not for them, because hunger was the most effective way to prevent rebellion.

The laughter downstairs continued, and the alcohol mixed with hormones rose and fermented, making the surrounding air hot and restless. Zhuang Yichen looked at them, and the corners of his mouth hooked up a sarcastic smile. Liu Jun needed these evolutionaries to maintain his position, so he didn't mind letting them become vested interests in the system, and didn't mind tolerating them as parasites lying on top of the entire camp. Even though their abilities are much, much stronger than ordinary people.

The guards in the camp, like Lao Wang and Chen Xian, went out to search for resources from life to death, and all they got was rations for a full stomach, not to mention the guards with guns, not to mention the ordinary survivors who did hard labor in the camp every day. In the camp, handing in a case of red wine can earn more contribution points than handing in a bag of rice. In this way, a group of parasites lie on the fruits of civilization left behind after the end of the world, absorbing the remnants of the city's vitality.

"This is a puppet that can change the times of the world, cheers! Brothers! An arrogant voice overpowered the cacophony and came up from afar, followed by bursts of echoing, wild laughter.

The sarcasm on the corner of Zhuang Yichen's mouth became a little stronger, that's right. This is truly an era in which the power of a puppet to change the world. He poured the remaining half of the eight-treasure porridge in his hand into his mouth, then wiped the corners of his mouth, and said lightly to the people behind him: "Let's do it." ”

After saying that, he opened the door and walked down. At this moment, he only had two thoughts in his heart, first, I wanted to kill someone. Second, I want to learn a magic that can fly, and I should fly straight down the window to kill people right now.

This thought made him feel more and more aggrieved the more he descended the stairs, and when he walked three flights of stairs to the lawn, the depression in his heart reached a peak, and he walked towards the crowd with a black face. As soon as he approached the crowd, a red-haired killer Matt stopped Zhuang Yichen. "Hey, boy! Where did you come from? Are the eyes out of gas? Could this be where you came from? ”

Zhuang Yichen looked at his face, which could live at most two and a half lines in it, and said to him impatiently: "I am your father." ”

"! You're TM.." Before he finished speaking, he saw Zhuang Yichen have a skull staff in his hand out of thin air, and waved it at him. Then he suddenly felt a pain in his chest, and when he looked down again, there was already a transparent hole in his heart out of thin air.

Zhuang Yichen kicked the villain passerby to the side, and then a bone spur cut off half of the skull of a tattooed man with a **** upper body, and a beautiful girl was sitting in his arms.

"Ah~~~~~h

She froze for two seconds, and then a scream of at least 120 decibels pierced the silence of the night in the prison camp and kicked off a killing scene. The destroyed Yaxing's personal guards rushed madly under the stimulus of blood in a place. Zhuang Yichen retreated and fought back unhurriedly, and the bone spurs were almost instantaneous, and three or four more lives were harvested in the blink of an eye.

On the way back, Zhuang Yichen still arranged a large number of demonic tentacles, and the dim twilight could even hide the phantom of the demonic tentacles. Just like the last time Zhuang Yichen dealt with the Sinking Demon, those guards who rushed over were all trapped in place by the demon's tentacles. Most of these evolutionaries are second-order strength, and many are even first-order. Their strength is not much different from that of the elite Sinking Demon.

Zhuang Yichen's bone spurs were continuously launched from his hands, the human body was far less tenacious than half of the Sinking Demon, and each bone spur represented the scythe of the god of death. A figure kept falling, and Zhuang Yichen's face was indifferent.

If these first- and second-order evolutionaries could be formed into a formed army, what a powerful combat power it would be. It's just a pity that since you are willing to choose to be parasites, then I don't mind purging you like slaughtering the Sinking Demon.

At this moment, Zhuang Yichen already has the basic potential to become a strong man, decisive. It is neither cruelty nor murder, nor the kindness of a woman. It's to protect the hope in my heart, and mercilessly erase everything that dares to provoke.

The twilight was bleak, but the killing continued. The control of the demonic tentacles lasted only a few seconds, but it was another five or six human lives that were ruthlessly harvested. In the short time since Zhuang Yichen rushed into the crowd, half of the more than 20 people's personal guards have been wiped out.

At this time, Lao Wang and the others rushed downstairs. The blood and corpses everywhere in front of them instantly froze, and of course they were only stunned for a few seconds before they immediately joined the battlefield.

With the addition of the new forces, a few people cleaned up the remaining minions like chopping melons and vegetables, and did not even leave them a chance to escape. In the midst of the blood everywhere, all that was left was the sound of a few girls sobbing softly and the skewers on the barbecue stove sizzling in the heat.

After dealing with these troubles, there was silence in the room. Not far away, the guards who were escorting the ordinary survivors ran back to the prison with the ordinary survivors. No one took advantage of the chaos to escape, and no guards rushed at them with guns. This is a level that they cannot meddle in, and for these ordinary people, they can only pray quietly, praying that after a while, the victor can give them more mercy.

The atmosphere was quiet and somewhat oppressive, and no one breathed a sigh of relief. Zheng Xiaoyu and the two sisters gently wiped the blood on the blade, and Lao Wang took Liang He and the three of them to gather their team, and the fierce battle was ahead, what they needed to ensure was to remove all threats from behind Zhuang Yichen. Soon, Chen Xian rushed down from the opposite building, he had a shirt on his body casually, not even buttoned, and slippers on his feet, looking disheveled.

When he got close and saw everything that was happening on the lawn, the expression on his face suddenly became extremely exciting. He was stunned for a moment, then burst out laughing.

"Wang Guo'an, Wang Guo'an! You cow B! You're really daring! ”

Lao Wang just glanced at him lightly, then turned around and took Liang He and a few people to deal with Liu Jun's remaining personal guards.

Chen Xian saw that Wang Guo'an ignored him, and he was not annoyed, but brushed his bald head, and shouted at the small group of people who were gathering downstairs behind him: "Don't come down, go back and do what you should do, the person surnamed Wang wants to find death today, we don't need to give him a few lives in vain to bury him!" ”

After shouting, he began to tie his shirt one by one. "Oh, I said you two little girls, in fact, I don't want to do anything with you, but the boss is coming soon, haha, anyway, in the future, this base will be me except for the boss, so I can't show my loyalty!"

After finishing speaking, he straightened the cuffs of his shirt, kicked a pair of tow boards, and walked towards the Zheng Xiaoyu sisters on the soft grass. A linen-colored slim shirt was stretched round and bulging by his slightly fat belly, and when he walked to Zhuang Yichen's side, he grinned at Zhuang Yichen with a mouthful of white teeth. "Hehe, I really didn't expect that you still have this ability, little brother, it's really blinding. You just follow Lao Wang's tricks and die. ”

The tone was relaxed and ridiculous, and his eyebrows and eyes were full of unconcealed pleasure when he spoke, and from beginning to end, he firmly believed that Lao Wang and Zhuang Yichen's behavior was like two clowns who didn't know whether to live or die, and Liu Jun only needed to wave his hand to easily pinch them to death.

Zhuang Yichen didn't bird him, but looked up at the front. He was very curious about what kind of character he was who could give Chen Xian so much confidence. Zheng Xiaowen couldn't help but slash over with a knife. Chen Xian turned to the side slightly, dodged the knife, and then flashed up to fight with the sisters.

A figure appeared in Zhuang Yichen's field of vision in the distance, that figure didn't look like a man, on the contrary, he ran in a hurry, and he was a little angry. That figure was Liu Jun, he ran very fast, but Chen Xian and Zheng Xiaoyu had just passed two moves before he rushed to Zhuang Yichen's side, he stopped, his breathing was calm, and there was not even a trace of violent ups and downs in his chest.

"Good, good." Seeing the corpse in front of him clearly, he looked calm, gritted his teeth and said two good words in a row.

"Chen Xian, don't hurt those two little girls, Lao Tzu has to do it himself!" After speaking, he raised his hand and pointed directly at Zhuang Yichen.

"Come on, let me see how much you can do, dare to run to Lao Tzu's head and!"

Zhuang Yichen played with the skull staff in his hand, and replied lightly with a smile. "Hehe, not only did I on your head, I also wanted to ask you to borrow some paper."

Liu Jun, who was already angry to the extreme, was instantly exploded by this sentence, he roared angrily, his feet were a little, and the whole person rushed straight towards Zhuang Yichen like a disemboweled cannonball. Zhuang Yichen was happy in his heart, and what he wanted was the effect of him being provoked.

Feeling the strong wind blowing in his face, Zhuang Yichen's spiritual power that had already spread out clearly perceived his offensive trajectory.

The space in front of him fluctuated slightly, and a sharp bone claw appeared out of thin air, sinisterly clinging to Liu Jun's armpit and slashing towards his chest. The corner of Zhuang Yichen's mouth sneered lightly, there is a cheating artifact like the Tower of the Dead, and the elusive claw of the elite ghoul will definitely make Liu Jun take off a layer of skin if he doesn't die.

However, just as Zhuang Yichen was about to see the picture of the blood splash on the spot, Liu Jun turned twice in mid-air, shifted a short distance to the right, and then continued to aim at Zhuang Yichen with his fist unabated. In a hurry, Zhuang Yichen only had time to release a frost armor, and Liu Jun's fists smashed unstoppably on his chest. The huge force attached to those fists was removed by the frost armor, but the remaining strength rushed into Zhuang Yichen's chest without hindrance.

The lungs were suddenly hit like this, Zhuang Yichen snorted, and took five or six steps back to barely stabilize his body, but blood slowly trickled down his nose and the corners of his mouth. The frost power of the frost armor also invaded Liu Jun's body along Liu Jun's fists, and for a while, a shallow layer of hoarfrost appeared on his eyebrows and body, and his movements suddenly slowed down.

Liu Jun is already proficient in hand-to-hand combat, and his kung fu is really practiced in the alley at the back door of the nightclub, carrying a machete in one gang fight after another.

Originally, after he succeeded in one blow, he took advantage of the situation to close his fist and elbow, raise his knee and hit his waist, and then followed by a whole set of stormy combos, and he was ready to beat Zhuang Yichen to death immediately. But the frost shield saved Zhuang Yichen's life.

At this moment, he felt the cold and sluggishness coming from all over his body, he twisted his neck slightly, and smiled hideously. "Hehe, that's kind of interesting."

As he spoke, a burst of red light flashed all over his body, and the hoarfrost that filled his body evaporated in an instant.

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